Love's Bitches
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
2,609
Reviews:
6
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0
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9
Title: Love's Bitches 9/?
Author: Rowaine (rowained@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Spike/Xander, eventually
See first part for disclaimer, warnings, etc ad nauseum
A big thanks to all reviewers who smacked me upside the head for worrying over that last bit. I woke up this morning to 30+ emails -- what a perfect frekkin way to start this dismal day.
Dismal cus it looks like rain, and Texas here, so that could me half a dozen drops OR a flashflood warning :P In other words, I may be without a phone or internet in the near future, til the weather clears again. Gonna get this posted before it hits tho, cus you lovely people desesomesome gratitude for your generosity in petting the neurotic writer's ego *smooch*
:: There's got to be a morning after ::
Xander drifts in a haze of sated splendor, softly stroking the pale skin nearest his lethargic hands. The temptation to doze off is strong, but he can practically *taste* his bedmate's withdrawal. And after this performance, that just won't do.
"Hey."
He receives a quiet grunt in reply, Spike's arms holding him closer even as his face shuts down.
"Hey you."
Nuzzling into the crook of his neck, the vamp hides his expression.
"Uh huh, get back up here." Wasn't he praising demon strength earlier? Hell with that, it's a bitch when he tries to move the immovable. "Fine, stay there and do... whatever. Gonna say this once, then I'm grabbing some sleep. William the Bloody, lately known as Spike, I am neither stupid nor naive." Interrogatory grunt. "Don't give me attitude, buddy. I've read all the books Giles kept pushing at Buffy, that she never looked at. I *know* what's going on, ok?" Very low whine. "Oh please. Leave off with the flaggelation -- and isn't that some sort of amoeba movement? -- and think!"
Apparently not used to be scolded after sex, some small part of what Xander's saying breakrougrough the stubborn vampiric mind. He lifts his head just enough to look into those expressive brown eyes.
"Simple terms: I wanted you to bite me, mark me, ok? And yeah, I've got a good idea what that means. So unless I'm... not what you..." sigh "Unless you'd rather just ignore it, I'm good with this course of action. And hey, that sounded adultish!"
:: Take and doubletake ::
He's going to hate me. Again. But worse than before, so much worse, took advantage when he only offered -
"Hey you."
- only offered tonight, no promises, shouldn't be. 'M a vampire, no good for human relationships. Couldn't want more, too pure, he's everything sunshine and healthy green things. Slayer told me often enough how she knew next to nothing bout demon culture, shouldn't expect one of her Scoobies to know more. *moan* still taste him, sun and salty rain and somethin like cloves or spiced cocoa. Don't wanna give him up, but he's gonna run when he finds out.
"- and think!"
He wanted me to... not what I... oh Xan! Nothing else to do but snuggle closer and hang on. Still gonna have to have that talk, but it can hold a few hours.
Misery swiftly changes to tenuous hopeful, and some other expression that flies past too quickly for Xander to catch. He'll figure it out later, after much sleep and some food, and maybe some more incredible sex. For now, he's going to keep hold on this fragile vampire and not let go.
:: -- :: (too lazy to think up a name for this non-sequitor)
Just as the two exhausted men doze off to their well-deserved rest, another flash of light flares outside their motel room.
(And no complaints about this being a cliffy. It ain't. Just keep a mental tic bar if you wanna. Stole my little girl's idea, and that too shall be explained later.)
Author: Rowaine (rowained@yahoo.com)
Pairing: Spike/Xander, eventually
See first part for disclaimer, warnings, etc ad nauseum
A big thanks to all reviewers who smacked me upside the head for worrying over that last bit. I woke up this morning to 30+ emails -- what a perfect frekkin way to start this dismal day.
Dismal cus it looks like rain, and Texas here, so that could me half a dozen drops OR a flashflood warning :P In other words, I may be without a phone or internet in the near future, til the weather clears again. Gonna get this posted before it hits tho, cus you lovely people desesomesome gratitude for your generosity in petting the neurotic writer's ego *smooch*
:: There's got to be a morning after ::
Xander drifts in a haze of sated splendor, softly stroking the pale skin nearest his lethargic hands. The temptation to doze off is strong, but he can practically *taste* his bedmate's withdrawal. And after this performance, that just won't do.
"Hey."
He receives a quiet grunt in reply, Spike's arms holding him closer even as his face shuts down.
"Hey you."
Nuzzling into the crook of his neck, the vamp hides his expression.
"Uh huh, get back up here." Wasn't he praising demon strength earlier? Hell with that, it's a bitch when he tries to move the immovable. "Fine, stay there and do... whatever. Gonna say this once, then I'm grabbing some sleep. William the Bloody, lately known as Spike, I am neither stupid nor naive." Interrogatory grunt. "Don't give me attitude, buddy. I've read all the books Giles kept pushing at Buffy, that she never looked at. I *know* what's going on, ok?" Very low whine. "Oh please. Leave off with the flaggelation -- and isn't that some sort of amoeba movement? -- and think!"
Apparently not used to be scolded after sex, some small part of what Xander's saying breakrougrough the stubborn vampiric mind. He lifts his head just enough to look into those expressive brown eyes.
"Simple terms: I wanted you to bite me, mark me, ok? And yeah, I've got a good idea what that means. So unless I'm... not what you..." sigh "Unless you'd rather just ignore it, I'm good with this course of action. And hey, that sounded adultish!"
:: Take and doubletake ::
He's going to hate me. Again. But worse than before, so much worse, took advantage when he only offered -
"Hey you."
- only offered tonight, no promises, shouldn't be. 'M a vampire, no good for human relationships. Couldn't want more, too pure, he's everything sunshine and healthy green things. Slayer told me often enough how she knew next to nothing bout demon culture, shouldn't expect one of her Scoobies to know more. *moan* still taste him, sun and salty rain and somethin like cloves or spiced cocoa. Don't wanna give him up, but he's gonna run when he finds out.
"- and think!"
He wanted me to... not what I... oh Xan! Nothing else to do but snuggle closer and hang on. Still gonna have to have that talk, but it can hold a few hours.
Misery swiftly changes to tenuous hopeful, and some other expression that flies past too quickly for Xander to catch. He'll figure it out later, after much sleep and some food, and maybe some more incredible sex. For now, he's going to keep hold on this fragile vampire and not let go.
:: -- :: (too lazy to think up a name for this non-sequitor)
Just as the two exhausted men doze off to their well-deserved rest, another flash of light flares outside their motel room.
(And no complaints about this being a cliffy. It ain't. Just keep a mental tic bar if you wanna. Stole my little girl's idea, and that too shall be explained later.)